Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

"Yes, it's vacation after all. It's great not to have to go to class or do homework." Ms. Sakuya stopped spinning her fingers with her right hand and replied with a smile.

"I see, but it seems like Sakuya is happy every day even when she's at school." He drew a simple smiley face on the notebook with a marker, then thought of his frequent disappointment and lowered his head.

"In comparison...I..."

"Because I can see Deng Deng every day!" A certain blue-haired little hedgehog added the second half of the sentence in his mind. Sakuya quickly interrupted the depression that was about to unfold for Takamatsu Deng.

Wow, Xiao Deng is still so delicate. If I don’t take good care of her, she might turn into an autistic little stone at any time.

"Really?" Takamatsu Deng looked up timidly, his amber pupils looking at Sakuya through his gray bangs.

"Xiao Deng is very cute. Even though she's a little hard to understand, she makes people subconsciously want to take care of her." Ms. Sakuya said casually while tilting her head.

After looking at each other, Deng turned his head away first, his sight falling on the notebook that had been with him for a long time. The sunlight penetrated through the gap, turning into a small spotlight, illuminating the round smiling face made up of simple strokes.

Gao Songdeng paused for a while, and finally spoke:

"Then... why has Sakuya been coming less and less recently... to the Astronomy Club?"

"Eh?" Why do I have this weird feeling that a scumbag who has been indulging himself in a life of debauchery outside is facing the blame from his girlfriend when he comes home?

Mr. Deng, this is so troublesome...

After being slightly discouraged, a sense of responsibility soon surged in my heart. After all, he was the lover abandoned by my sister, and he was too pitiful. I couldn't just leave him alone.

"Maybe it's because of Shoko's matter? Also, I've been serving as a support musician recently. The reason I didn't come after school not long ago was because I went to practice with the seniors' band," Ms. Sakuya, who had adjusted herself, explained carefully.

"What do you think the band feels like, Sakuya?" Deng seemed to no longer be bothered by the previous question, but raised a new question.

"Well... everyone is very kind, and it feels good to try to play together, but I feel like the level is not so good..."

Sakuya scratched her head, recalling the performance of a purple-haired passerby drummer who did not want to reveal his name, who was a complete novice, and the blonde superstar who took care of her chord accompaniment throughout the whole process. As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison, Sakuya said tactfully: "Maybe I still need to work harder, haha..."

"Sakuya and I think the same thing, the band is very warm." Looking at Miss Sakuya's smirk, Deng also expressed his thoughts with a smile.

"That's true, but I haven't decided to officially join NyaAki yet." Sakuya took his hands off the bass and counted on his fingers. "It feels like I'm the only one in the band who's taking it easy. The others are all very busy. Chuhua has the most announcements. The last time he found time to practice, he was picked up for less than two hours before he was picked up to participate in an evening variety show. Akihiro also has work to do in the student union. Recently, he seems to be busy coordinating the venue occupation between the tennis club and the badminton club. Meow Meng is even busier catching up on her basics as a drummer. She also has to maintain the operation of the channel and edit videos every day. It's really not easy."

"Ah, now it seems I'm really quite idle... Aren't we all high school students?" Someone realized belatedly and exclaimed in shock.

"Sakuya, you've been working hard." It was Deng who took the initiative to comfort Miss Sakuya. "Every day in the club room, you complete your homework well, and just now, you were practicing the song you were going to play."

While Takamatsu Deng was still thinking of words of comfort, Miss Sakuya instantly accepted the little animal's cute coaxing.

“That’s true. Even though I didn’t do anything today, I worked really hard.” (￣▽￣).

"Xiao Deng, you're so nice... I'll bring you a gift after the holiday. Is there anything you want?" Sakuya, who had become completely lazy, half-lay on the sofa in the astronomy department room that was soaking up the sun, and asked while playing with her flaxen hair with one hand.

"Are you going back to Uji?" Takamatsu Deng's eyes lit up inexplicably, and his tone became excited. "Can you bring me a piece of Huiluku tuff! This kind of stone is only found in Uji, and it was formed by the eruption of an underwater volcano..."

Xiao Deng really likes stones.

Looking at the Takamatsu lantern that was made of stone and chattering to her, the remaining unhappiness in Sakuya's heart due to fear of trouble also quietly melted away. This is how unreasonable small animals are.

He nodded his head in agreement and checked the clock again. He thought he could probably sing for a while before joining everyone at RiNG.

Sakuya touched the bass strings again, and following the memory from the last rehearsal, she continued to sing the lyrics with a much calmer tune: "A city covered in dust, where I can't adapt."

Chapter 43 The person who sends you home may not be a good person

6:30pm, Live House, RiNG.

The practice room on the upper floors has good lighting. Looking out through the glass windows that cover the entire wall, you can just see Tokyo at its busiest time. The sunset dyed most of the sky red, and the clouds were like blocks of color with different saturations dotted on the gradient canvas from purple to orange. The pedestrians and vehicles were constantly passing by, and the bright red rivers formed by the taillights were cut through the lead-gray steel jungle, adding a bit of the fireworks of the world.

"A dusty, unadaptable city.

Unable to show the same smile, people walked forward with their heads down.

Walking fast, crossing each other, has your dream come true?"

Sanjiao Chuhua's textured female voice echoed in the practice room, along with the guitar's powerful main melody and chord accompaniment.

Following closely was the low roar of the GB-4. As the bassist, Ms. Sakuya consciously supported the rhythm of the entire piece of music, and coordinated with Miao Meng's not-so-experienced drum set, trying to maintain the underlying timbre of the song.

Togawa Aie was very serious, listening to the rhythm attentively, her ten fingers jumping flexibly on the electronic piano. Unfortunately, the keyboard was not the dominant instrument in this performance. The light keyboard melody could only add a little layering to the music, which was icing on the cake.

The short rehearsal ended quickly. Miss Miao Meng, who had been timid during the performance, came back to life on the spot, checked the recorded video footage, nodded with satisfaction, and announced the intermission.

Yui's "LIFE" was also a hit in Tokyo ten years ago. Yui's slightly hoarse voice and special accent sound delicate and natural through the concerto of instruments. Coupled with the fusion of vibrato and transposition, the whole song gives people a natural feeling. Maybe you don't know what song "LIFE" is, because listeners usually call it by a more common name - TV animation "Bleach" ED5. As an anime song, "LIFE" is not as good as many of its predecessors, but it is catchy and has a relatively simple rhythm, especially the drum part. The characteristics and soul of the song are focused on the unique voice of the lead singer, and it can also benefit from a wave of nostalgic traffic.

As long as you are bad enough, you can transfer the pressure to your teammates. Therefore, after being trained by the drum set, Miss Miao Meng, in the spirit of using it to the fullest, asked someone to help add the keyboard melody, and decided to use this song as the first practice song of [NyaAki].

"Oh, thank you all for your hard work, especially Chuzi, who is responsible for both the lead guitar and singing. Do you need some encouragement, dear Miao Meng?" Miss Miao Meng, who didn't have to play the drums, looked very energetic, completely different from the transparent look she had just shown when she was playing.

"Miao Mengqin, you'd better say this to classmate Qiu Hui, be careful that she won't get jealous~" Sanjiao Chuhua, who had sweat on his forehead, smiled and responded with a chuckle, fully demonstrating his friendliness.

"What about me? What about me? I was great just now too." Ms. Sakuya, who was almost responsible for the entire bass part, waved her slightly sore right hand and asked.

Qiu Hui looked at the three people playing with a smile on her face. Just as she was about to praise her junior schoolmate who was asking for praise, Sanjiao Chuhua spoke first.

"Sakuya-san's bass is really great, and the chord part is well coordinated. If I have the chance, I really want to listen to it again alone." With a sweat-wiping towel draped over her shoulders, Miss Chuhua walked up to Sakuya with two bottles of warm water with straws inserted, and naturally extended her hand to hand over the water.

"Drink some water and take a rest." The beautiful purple eyes narrowed slightly, and the head tilted slightly to one side, revealing his gentle and sunny attitude.

"Hehe, thank you Chuhua. The guitarist and the lead singer are really amazing. They can handle two parts at the same time. They are worthy of being professional stars."

Sakuya, who already had a good impression of Miss Hatsuka who was sending him home, took the bottle of water and took small sips.

Togawa Aie frowned slightly and looked at the two people who were discussing playing techniques not far away.

I always feel that Sanjiao is a little too enthusiastic... But it must be my illusion. There shouldn't be anything about my junior sister that is worthy of Sanjiao Chuhua's concern. Is she simply a person who likes to take care of others?

A pair of slender hands wrapped around her neck, and the soft touch from behind successfully interrupted Qiu Hui's thoughts.

"What's wrong~ Is Qiuhui jealous?" Miss Miaomeng lay behind Qiuhui playfully, with her little hand placed in a not-so-clean position.

"No way!" Qiu Hui blushed and gently elbowed Miao Meng. "It's just a little strange that the relationship between these two has become so good. We should have only practiced once after the selection, and it was less than two hours."

"Isn't that strange?" Miss Meow Meng didn't seem to mind. "Maybe it's because I'm always sticking to Akie, so Hatsuko and Sakiko naturally get together. This is determined by people's sociability."

"You still know that you're always sticking to me." Qiu Hui slapped away the cat's paw that was reaching into her school uniform and scolded him softly.

"Is it not possible?" Miss Miao Meng stretched out her chin like a cat and rested it on Qiu Hui's shoulder.

“Let’s talk about it when we get home…” Miss Qiu Hui was as thin as a mosquito.

the other side.

"Does Sakuya have any plans for the Golden Week? I think Yuqiu has prepared a ten-day vacation just like Hana-chan?" Chuhua said softly while drinking water.

"I think I will go back to my hometown in Uji with my sister, but my mother seems to be very busy at work, so she can only come back for dinner." Suddenly remembering that the person in front of her was also very busy, Sakuya was a little curious. "What about you, Hatsuka? You should be very busy at work, right?"

Uji...it seems like your parents are also very busy at work...

Miss Chuhua looked normal, and started to laugh at herself as if she was complaining to a friend:

"Indeed, there are a lot of announcements starting tomorrow until the end of the holiday. Being a celebrity is also considered a service industry, and I'm almost used to it."

After smiling, Chuhua continued to ask: "Come to think of it, Sakuya, you came to Tokyo when you were in high school, right?"

"Yeah, I was worried at first that I would be isolated. There were some misunderstandings when the school started, but my classmates are all nice people and we quickly became friends. The people I meet on a daily basis are all as gentle as Chuhua. I am really lucky." Ms. Sakuya smiled like a flower, and the shining aura she exuded was almost visible to the naked eye.

"That's really great." Sanjiao Chuhua turned his head away unconsciously and once again suppressed the guilt in his heart of cheating children out of their New Year's money.

That's it.

Xiaoxiang, I’m in Yuqiu now.

Miss Meow Meng meowed and announced that the practice would continue, and the chat between the two ended.

"Let me take you home after practice, Sakuya." Sankaku Hatsuka murmured.

"Yeah, okay." Ichinose Sakuya put the bass on her back again.

Chapter 44 Bon Voyage and the Shinkansen

The Tokaido Shinkansen, Japan's main railway that connects Tokyo, Nagoya and Osaka, the three largest cities in Japan, also handled countless passengers today.

Tokyo's office workers take the railway home to rest their damaged souls, while travelers along the way go against the flow of people to Tokyo to experience the charm of luxury. As a company that once spread the concept of "high-speed railway" to the world, the Shinkansen has a unique status in the hearts of the older generation of Japanese that transcends its functionality. Of course, even if we only talk about functionality, this busy railway that has almost taken on most of Japan's post-war recovery capacity has gone through more than 50 years of ups and downs.

All of the above has nothing to do with Miss Sakuya. Judging from the village girl's poor historical level, the Shinkansen is just a faster subway.

At six in the morning, the wind picked up the noise of the crowd and blew towards the sleepy Ichinose Sakuya. The street lights were still on, and the sky was slightly dim. There was a cool drizzle at one o'clock last night, and the platform glass and railway signal lights were covered with small raindrops, shining in a carefully blended red and green hue.

Both of Ichinose Sakuya's hands were busy. With her left hand, she was dragging a light blue suitcase filled with gifts and clothes, while with her right hand, she was holding the sleeve of her sister's light-colored coat. She followed Nagasaki Motoyo step by step like a little duck and walked to the platform.

"Sister, why do you have to come out so early?" Miss Sakuya yawned loudly, her beautiful gray-blue eyes full of confusion.

"It's holiday now. If we're any later, the tour groups going to Uji will completely surround the platform." Su Shi looked helplessly at Sakuya who was leaning on her. It would have been better for her to go to bed early. She didn't know why she was so excited last night.

Touching the round fingertips that had just been trimmed, Nagasaki Suyo thought of a golden-haired teammate that her sister had often mentioned recently.

"Was it also Mikado-san who sent you back last night?"

"Yes, Chuhua is very gentle. There is no sense of alienation between us like big stars when we get along with each other. She is a bit like the big sister next door?" Miss Sakuya responded while trying to hang herself on her sister.

"Then you should thank me very much. I'm also a high school student of your age. Next time you rehearse, bring a gift to everyone in the band..." Su Shi, who wanted to give a few more words of lecture, was forced to stop the movement of his fingertips and turned sideways to pick up his sister who had turned into a puddle. "Really, hold on for a while, and sleep in the car."

“Eh? It’s only a two-hour journey and I’m still sleeping. I’m not an elementary school student anymore.” With most of her body weight leaning on her elder sister, Ms. Sakuya curled her lips in disdain.

Uji, as an aristocratic villa area in the old Edo period, is not far from Kyoto, only 27km away. Since the government provided the furry Inari Okami with a subway (Uji JR), the Shinkansen's speed of over 210km/h makes the journey less time-consuming than the free bus that grandpa and grandma take to buy vegetables at the wholesale market in the suburbs in the morning.

"Okay, okay, high school students, just stand by yourself. The bus is coming." Touching Sakuya's smooth forehead, Su Shi reached out and pulled her sister's suitcase to her side lovingly.

Nagasaki Suyo didn't bring much luggage.

She simply packed up her toiletries and two sets of clothes and placed them in Sakuya's light blue suitcase.

The few memories he had left of Uji were all around him.

The light green train with a matcha background slowly arrived at the platform. The two boarded the train and sat down. The feeling of weightlessness that had come a little bit soon disappeared. At this time, Su Shi recalled her childhood that she had mostly forgotten from the Q version of the matcha icon on the train display.

Most of them are childish memories of competing with Sakuya for matcha smoothie. When I couldn't get it, I would pitifully beg my mother to buy another one. In the end, I got diarrhea because I ate too much, and had to eat rice bibimbap for two days at home.

Recalling her sister's silly behavior, Su Shi chuckled and turned to look. Sakuya, who was sitting by the window, was quite alert at the moment, holding his cell phone and recording everything in Tokyo which was just getting light.

There were rarely any pedestrians on the street, the traffic lights were still flashing, and the only spectators were the cherry blossoms that had fallen due to last night's spring rain.

"What's so good about filming this?" Su Shi wondered.

"Ah, the scenery is not important. What's important is telling everyone that I'm going out to play and I'm so happy. My sister must not understand." Sakuya fiddled with his phone, his words filled with inexplicable pride.

The corners of Su Shi's mouth twitched, and he could hardly control himself from maintaining a good and gentle expression.

Primary school students on spring outing?

Ms. Sakuya over here has already sent out the latest street-style city photography to a group of people. She took a look at it and felt that it had a bit of Robert Frank style. Maybe she is actually a photography genius?

Line's chat boxes are lined up in a row, allowing everyone to share their joy from top to bottom.

The morning of the holiday was quiet. After harassing a group of people I knew, only Hai Ling replied, "It was well shot. It's very suitable for an MV about the theme of youth and sadness."

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but my smart brain told me to just treat it as a simple compliment.

I accepted the compliment and chatted with her briefly. I didn't want to disturb Miss Hai Ling who was rushing to the Live House, so I simply pressed the power button and put the phone aside casually.

The seat was adjusted to a comfortable angle, and Ms. Sakuya lay with her head tilted back on the soft pillow in the first-class cabin. Her eyelids artistically closed frame by frame, and she completed the whole process of falling asleep in about three seconds.

Nagasaki Suyo didn't want to talk.

If she and Sakuya didn't look exactly the same, she would have suspected that the hospital had taken the wrong baby.

Sighing helplessly, Miss Su Shi put down her new mobile phone in a plain white case, took off her long windbreaker, and carefully covered her sister with it.

The sun punched in for work on time. Perhaps it was the sunlight on her body, or the heater in the car, but Miss Su Shi felt a warmth after taking off her coat. It was not strong, but she could feel the heat pouring into her body.

Su Shi suddenly stretched out his arm and pinched his sister's delicate little nose with his bare hands. He didn't let go until her pretty face couldn't stop wrinkling, then he chuckled and let go.

Miss Sakuya, who was sleeping restlessly, moved her body again, and only settled down when her little head rested on the shoulder of the person next to her and rubbed it with satisfaction.

"You're still clingy even at this age."

Playing with her sister's hair, which felt pretty good, Nagasaki Suyo felt a little relieved but also a little shaken. The balance in her heart gradually tilted to a balanced state.

What should I do myself?

The train was running smoothly, and the cell phone resting on the handrail suddenly shook.

It was not until he held the blue shark shell in his hand that he realized it was Sakuya's.

A few seconds before the screen went out, Nagasaki Suyo clearly saw the Line chat box.

[Customer Service S]: "Bon voyage."

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